When the Soul Remembers: Beyond Pain

Sparks of the Infinite

From the perspective of Kabbalah, the Jewish mystical tradition that illuminates the deepest corners of existence, every human being is a divine spark detached from the Infinite. We are not bodies that sometimes feel a flash of the soul: we are souls that, for a brief time, inhabit a body.

We come because we choose to; because the Infinite—the Ein Sof, the limitless and formless essence of the Divine—allows us to descend to live, repair, and remember.

The Kabbalistic sages teach that in the beginning, Light filled everything. But when the Creator contracted (tzimtzum, divine contraction) to make space for creation, the vessels that contained that Light shattered (shevirat ha-kelim, the breaking of the vessels). Millions of sparks were scattered in matter, waiting to be redeemed.

Each human life is a mission of tikkun (repair of the soul and the world): to rescue these sparks of light, within and outside of ourselves. Nothing we experience is punishment. Every loss, every love, every challenge is an opportunity to restore harmony to what was fragmented.

The Eternal Call of Return

We reincarnate not out of condemnation, but by divine convocation: to balance energies, release memories, unfold dormant talents. And when the soul no longer needs to learn, it graduates: it stops returning because it has become conscious light that serves from other planes.

This dance between worlds is neither linear nor punitive. It is an ascending spiral of understanding, where each turn brings us closer to the totality of what we truly are.

When the Veil Lifts: A February Morning

One February morning, I felt my body gently shutting down after a sharp pain in the left side of my chest, right in my heart. There was no fear: only an indescribable sweetness.

Suddenly, the veil lifted. I left the darkness of my room and found myself dazzled by a radiance impossible to fully name: an infinite field of flowers, a breeze with the perfume of life, a light that did not blind, but embraced.

In that state, there was no pain or worry. The ego—that voice that fears and controls—had dissolved. What I felt was pure, expanded love, an infinite joy: the certainty that everything is okay, that death does not exist as an end, but as a transition.

I felt the urge to come back to tell it, to say: There is nothing to fear.

I woke up with gratitude. The clock read 4:30 AM, and it was the birthday of my grandfather, my invisible guide who was no longer physically with us. I understood that he had come to give me that clear message: do not suffer for those of us who have gone ahead; where we are, there is no pain, only infinite love.

Since that day, I carry the memory of that sensation, of that Light: the soul does not die, it only changes form. We are eternal and we are accompanied.

The Sacred Teaching of Letting Go

That experience taught me what the mystics have always known: we must release fear and attachment. We must drop the chains that enslave us to suffering, to the illusion of control, to the false belief that we are separate from the Divine.

We came here to live the full experience—to feel, to suffer, to cry, to love—but not to become prisoners of any single emotion or circumstance. Pain is a teacher, not a permanent residence. Joy is a gift, not something to grasp desperately. Every sensation, every moment, is meant to flow through us like the river flows to the ocean.

The key is not to become stagnant in any state. When we find ourselves drowning in sorrow, trapped in fear, or even clinging to happiness as if it might escape, we must remember to ask for guidance. To realign ourselves with our center. To go within.

This inward journey is not an escape from life—it is the return to our true nature. When we connect with our divinity, when we remember that we are vessels of the Light, everything transforms. We stop being victims of circumstance and become conscious participants in the divine dance of creation.

Living as Vessels of Light

To be a vessel of Light means to allow the Divine to flow through us without resistance. It means releasing the need to control outcomes and trusting that every experience—no matter how painful—is part of our sacred tikkun.

This requires daily practice:

• Releasing attachment to how things should be, and accepting what is
• Letting go of fear that keeps us small and separated from our power
• Breaking the chains of old patterns, beliefs, and identities that no longer serve us
• Feeling fully without becoming identified with the feeling
• Going inward through meditation, prayer, or simply conscious breathing
• Asking for guidance from our higher self, our guides, the Divine presence within
• Realigning with our center whenever we feel pulled off course
• Remembering that we are divine sparks temporarily housed in flesh

When we live this way, suffering loses its grip. We still feel pain—we are human, after all—but we do not become the pain. We witness it, honor it, learn from it, and let it pass through us like clouds moving across the sky.

The Weight of Pain and the Temptation to Surrender

There are moments when life is heavy, when pain becomes unbearable. Kabbalah teaches that life is sacred because every breath contains a divine spark. Giving up prematurely—taking one's own life—does not stop the suffering: it only leaves the lesson unfinished.

Some mystical teachings explain that the soul that interrupts its journey finds itself in an intermediate state, a limbo where consciousness relives the same experience until it can be understood. Like insistent mercy: the Light does not abandon anyone; it allows us to return as many times as necessary until the learning is complete.

So, even when darkness is felt, there is no need to give up. Pain is not identity. Every moment in which one chooses to stay, to breathe, to ask for help, is a silent victory of the soul over the shadow.

In every act of compassion, in every conscious sigh, sparks are released, invisible worlds are repaired, progress is made in one's own and collective tikkun.

Living Awake Before the Great Awakening

Kabbalah calls the death of the righteous mitat neshiká (death by kiss): the soul is kissed by the Shekhinah (the Divine Feminine Presence) and returns to the bosom of the Ein Sof, the infinite Light.

The body is a sacred but temporary suit; upon leaving it, we do not dissolve: we remember who we are. We are received by guides, by sister souls, we review what we have lived and decide whether to rest, serve, or return.

But one does not have to die to experience that kiss. We can die to the ego and be reborn in consciousness here and now: when we let go of control, forgive, choose kindness, and remember that every gesture of love illuminates a shadow.

That is the purest way to break the matrix: not by fleeing the world, but by inhabiting it from the Light, without fear, without masks, without forgetting.

A Serene Embrace for Those Who Suffer

If these words reach someone going through a valley of pain, know that you are not alone. Your existence has a purpose, even if you cannot see it now. Every breath you choose to hold is a living prayer, an affirmation of your inner strength.

There is a realm of peace beyond the veil: not only after death, but right here, when we surrender to Life and let go of what we cannot control.

The ego, fear, sadness—all of that belongs to the world of temporary shadows. The soul, on the other hand, is eternal. And every tear that falls is also a seed of light that waters the garden of awakening.

No one is on their final mission yet. We are learning, repairing, balancing. Pain can become wisdom, and every story, medicine for others.

Stay here. Speak. Ask for help. Breathe. Go within. Connect with your divinity. Remember that you are a vessel of Light, and that the Light has not forgotten you. You are surrounded by presence, even when you do not see it.

Choosing to live—even in the midst of chaos—is a sacred act. Every time you choose to love, even if it hurts, you are creating a new universe.

From Soul to Soul

This text is a bridge. From one experience to another, from a dream to awakening, from pain to understanding, from matter to spirit.

Beyond fear, there is a field of flowers. Beyond the body, there is an ocean of Light. And beyond death, there is a loving return to the Home from which we came.

If these words reach you, let them be an embrace. A reminder that each life is a step in the spiral of the soul, and that one day—when we have learned to love unconditionally and serve without fear—we will graduate from this cycle and return to the Source, not as those who escape, but as those who remember.

We are one soul living infinite perspectives. What one experiences in solitude, we have all felt at some point in the great journey. Separation is the illusion. Love, awakening, and the light that awaits us beyond the veil are the only eternal truth.